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Makara · 6/24/2026, 7:33 PM

pp permission granted by Middy for Pasithea <3

Frolicking paws and gentle laughter brought them through the flourishing undergrowth. Somewhere, in the distance, Makara had heard the bubble of a stream, and he would softly nudge at Pasithea in an effort to lure her toward the brook. It was no ocean, but perhaps it would satiate his craving.

But they would not have to wait for the stream to find water. The heavy sky above would soon open, releasing a torrent of rain upon the dried earth. Humidity would drift, lifting like haze from the hot earth as the gentle boom of the sky echoed with a rumble. Makara continued to move, dancing through the sheets of rain until he was saturated. His bright eyes glittered, a gentle smile lifting his lips as he pressed his ears toward Pasi.

Oh. Pasi.

She was somehow so much smaller when she was wet.

Makara would make a few small steps toward her, pressing a nose into her tiny, wet forehead. Við munum finna skjól, he told her with a low, rumbling laugh, turning and flicking his tail as he made his way toward a strange, rocky overpass that covered the stream.

The rain echoed off the water's surface, contorting it with ripples. Visibility was limited, and his sense of smell was captured only by the smell of fog and petrichor. He didn't see the other wolf that had taken shelter here until he'd already pressed himself beneath the small underpass.

His pink eyes widened, ears perking as he suddenly dipped his head in greeting. My apologies, he'd start, lifting his head and eyeing the equally drenched woman. Makara's body language softened, tail dropping in a low wag; he meant her no harm. Instead, he'd smile, his gaze growing curious. Room for a couple more under here?

Welcome Back!

Greetings Stranger!

Sparrow’s Overpass

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